"I usually have something but...no, not today." It didn't help that she'd been in Exsilium long enough to know her supplies were dwindling. Finding replacements took a lot of time and care, and she would often have to adapt whatever she found for her own use.

She glowered at the animal and shook her head. "No, I'm not cut." Nothing she could feel. Elissa ran her fingers quickly around her neck and found nothing smarting. "It just smacked into my armor." And none too gently; she was surprised the cat wasn't hurt by the collision.

The animal did something of a sideways scuttle, eyes now focused on Duncan. The hackles on its back were raised threateningly. "Nasty thing," she muttered.